[dionysus]

Originally Posted by Beau

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Thankfully, Buckstar had obliged his silent wish and Wrenkit’s aching paws got a rest on the way to the medicine den. Once they were there, he peered blearily at the cats, trying to see if he recognized them; the older one looked familiar but neither looked like the medicine cat from when Wrenkit was last here. To be honest, he didn’t really care as long as he didn’t have to do anything and the small tortoiseshell sat down heavily, swaying like a reed in the wind.

When it came to the actual checking for sickness, Wrenkit wanted to help. He didn’t technically know what was wrong with him, but he could point the older cat- Rainywhisker, Buckstar had said- to where he felt gross. That was going to be a lot of pointing. First off, Wren lifted a paw and showed off his cracked and sore pads from the moons of walking on hard surfaces. He sniffled and coughed, clearly sick with something. Finally, the young tom lifted his throbbing front left paw and grimaced as he tweaked it. It had twisted viciously in a hole along the way and been hurting ever since but pulsated horribly now that he wasn’t using it. Aside from that he just felt tired and like he might pass out but there was no way to really show them that.

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